Free Web NovelChapter 215: The organization
"You are right," Andrew said, clenching his fists. "I will be there tomorrow."
"What happened to today."
Andrew glanced at the window. "It’s almost nightfall."
"Good, I will be expecting you by dinner. I will not use the organization’s resources to keep protecting you. If you are not here by nightfall, I am personally sending Julian Blackwood your location."
Andrew felt anger surge through him at the mention of that name. Julian now had his mother and Adrian captive.
Even Arthur Reed had been captured.
He hated to have gone to Zara’s brother, but he had no choice. He hated most especially what the organization he worked with, represented.
"I understand," he managed to say, his throat suddenly feeling dry. "I will pack my things immediately."
"See that you do. Do not make me regret giving you this final chance," the Master replied, before the line abruptly went dead.
Andrew lowered the phone, his hand trembling slightly. The threat was clear. If he didn’t go to his uncle’s side by tonight, he would be thrown straight to the wolves.
Several hours later, Andrew’s car rolled through the iron gates of a sprawling estate hidden deep in the outskirts of the city.
The sight of the mansion filled him with dread.
He had hoped never to return here.
But it appears fate had other plans.
The estate was brightly lit, its towering walls casting long shadows across the grounds. It was a bitter irony that, this was the very place Zara had to live and work when she run away with her real son. She didn’t think it was right to bring her son to such a place. She sacrificed her dignity to scrape together enough money so they could finally launch their revenge against the Grants.
He stepped out of the car and handed his keys to a waiting guard and walked toward the entrance.
Every step reminded him why he hated this place.
He walked straight toward the study, intending to announce his arrival. But as he pushed the door open, he realized his timing couldn’t have been worse.
"Open your legs," the Master commanded.
"I am scared," the girl said.
"Fear makes the taste sweeter," he replied, holding her legs and spreading her thighs wide.
That was when he noticed Andrew frozen at the door.
"I am working. Get out," the Master ordered.
Andrew nodded and left immediately. He went back to the living room and poured himself a stiff drink.
He knew all about the organization. On the surface, they offered therapy to people, but it was just a dark cover for a world of sexual bondage and absolute control.
The organization was headed by Masters. Every district had its own Master and a network of sub-masters. To protect the secrets of the powerful clientele, the patients always wore masks; only the Masters were allowed to see their real faces.
As he took a sip of his drink, he wondered who the new girl inside was and why she was in his main house. His uncle rarely conducted this kind of business here.
An hour later, his uncle finally emerged from the room, buttoning his shirt with casual indifference. He glanced toward Andrew.
"You are finally here," the Master said.
"I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner," Andrew replied.
The Master walked over to the bar, picking up a crystal decanter. "Why are you trying to kidnap Lyvana Montclair?" he asked, pouring himself a drink.
Andrew’s heart skipped a beat. A cold sweat broke out across his back as he stared at his uncle, completely caught off guard. He hadn’t told a soul about his plans or his obsession with Lyvana.
Andrew swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure and mask the panic rising in his chest.
"I... I just have some unfinished business with her," he lied.
The Master narrowed his eyes, stepping closer with a dangerous, calculating look. "Do not lie to me, Andrew."
"I’m not lying uncle."
The Master set his glass down on the table. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"I need you to work with three of my enforcers to get rid of her," he commanded, leaning against the bar. "She got access to some of our videos to blackmail a client." free𝑤ebnovel.com
Andrew stared at him, the breath catching in his throat. The panic that had been rising in his chest suddenly crystallized into pure dread.
He wanted Lyvana for his own hidden motives, but now, his uncle was ordering her execution, and expecting him to lead the hit.
"Get rid of her?" he repeated, forcing his voice not to shake.
"Permanently. I don’t want this information to reach the organization head. They might get rid of me for allowing the videos to leak."
Andrew’s heart was beating so fast. How did things turn out like this? He didn’t want Lyvana dead. He wanted her alive, vulnerable, and completely his. Not eliminated by this man’s brutal killers.
Showing any hesitation now would make his uncle suspect his true motives.
"Alright Uncle," he said, forcing a steady nod.
"Very well, let me take a shower and we can have dinner. Oh and you can have the girl in the room if you want. Just wear the mask hanging at the entrance."
Andrew swallowed hard, nodding mutely as the Master turned and walked up the stairs.
After dinner, Andrew was already discussing the next steps of his plan in the study. The food had done nothing to settle his nerves, and the impending arrival of his uncle’s enforcers meant he had to move quickly.
"According to inside information," one of them said, "that building is a fortress now. The security will surely find us if we try to enter the building. It is not even possible to enter."
"So you are saying we cannot do anything!" Andrew said.
"This is not what I mean. Our focus should be on the security surrounding her. We will just observe and wait for the right opportunity, to take down the lead guard Once we take him down, the target will become vulnerable. Then we can do whatever we want. For that, we have to wait patiently."
"What about her workplace?" the other enforcer asked.
"They have heavy security at every entrance, including advanced front metal detectors and full-body scanners that everyone must pass through. Sneaking weapons or unauthorized personnel inside is virtually impossible."
The man leaned back against the sofa, crossing his arms.
"Besides, they have recently moved their entire client base to another building entirely. "
Andrew nodded. A lot can change with time.
